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Chapter 149 When Did You Lose Your Face (Subscribe Plus Update 512)

"It's Not Easy to Go Home During the Spring Festival" has a box office of 3800 million, which is lower than "Jian Yu Jiang Hu".

However, because the cost of this movie is only a few million.

The actual producer, Huaqi Film and Television, made a lot of money.

"Sword Rain Jianghu" cost 1400 million US dollars, and sold 600 million US dollars of overseas copyrights, which is a good start.

You only need to make another $800 million later.

According to the calculation of three times the box office, it is 400 million US dollars.

1.6 million box office.

However, now that even [-] million may not be reached, the two producers of this movie will inevitably lose money.

During the filming, there were all kinds of quarrels, and now I probably have to cry with my head in my arms.

No matter how good word of mouth is.

Qian Chen was also very helpless. The first movie made money, but it had nothing to do with him.

This second movie has at least fifty cents to do with him.

But he went straight to the street.

In this way, no matter how you calculate it, there is no way to show that he can afford the box office.

Heart congestion.

The relegation battle has a long way to go.

Still thinking about buying a small house, now that all the belongings are piled up in the car and in the attic of Zheng Chuanhe's house, that's not an option either.

Fortunately, he is determined.

This kind of thing that cannot be changed should be left behind quickly, and it cannot affect other work.

Therefore, he completed the painting "Xiaoqian" as scheduled.

"Sir, our store offers you free mounting. Can we take pictures and hang them in the window for publicity?" The manager of the calligraphy and painting mounting service agency asked with a straight face.

"No!" Qian Chen flatly refused.

It's not that he doesn't love money all of a sudden, it's that this guy is bullying too much.

If you really give me about one hundred and eighty thousand, I will agree to you.

What the hell is free framing.

General mounting can be done for tens of dollars.

Even if I use good materials and scrolls for collection-level mounting, I don't need 3000 yuan.

You want to take advantage of me for only 3000 yuan.

I bother.

Do you really not recognize me, or are you pretending to be confused.

The manager of the Calligraphy and Painting Frame Service Agency felt resentful, and knew that it was impossible for him to beat Qian Chen.

Of course he knew Qian Chen.

As the leading male lead in a movie that is currently being screened, Qian Chen only wore brown glasses, and he didn't put on too much effort to disguise at all.

Moreover, he also knew that Qian Chen's painting was Anxi.

This should be a still.

The manager of the calligraphy and painting mounting service agency called the master to work on site, and did not dare to do anything tricky.

The master has some knowledge.

While working carefully, he asked, "Which one of you invited to do this painting? Who is Changyang Layman? Not many people are willing to do ink and color on silk now."

"Yeah, it's quite hard to draw." Qian Chen perfunctory.

"It's worth cherishing..." From the beginning to the end, I was talking and praising, and the work was also a little more delicate.

Not long after Qian Chen waited on the spot, he got the painting.

He can frame it himself, but he is not as professional as others, and his mounting skills are better than his.

Bringing the painting back, Ye Xinwei was already waiting.

"let me see."

"It's not for you, what are you looking at?" Qian Chen was completely speechless to the director.

Could it be that our family still hides everything?

"You drew this on the production team, so it should be considered as a work of the production team." Ye Xinwei unfolded the painting, and it immediately glowed differently.

"Lao Ye, when did you lose your face?"

Qian Chen stopped calling Uncle Ye.

What a shame.

Your little friend, does Zhen Gongfu know that you have such a side?

"Oh, I'm just joking with you, this painting is for Anxi, I suddenly have an idea..."

How could Ye Xinwei do such a thing.

Just kidding.

"What do you think, hurry up, don't you have one last scene today, we'll break up after filming." Qian Chen said.

It's time for the system to announce the task results.

If you can't reach 6.5 points.

I don't know what kind of ugly I will become, and I will be punished with points.

Today is August 29th.

The countdown reads 431 hours, 44 minutes and 15 seconds.

He has 260 million in cash and 32 points.

The money for "Jianyu Jianghu" was given when it was released. Since I spent more than 100 million to buy credits last month, I only have this little money left.

More than 100 million points, recharge 100 million to maintain the countdown.

In order to teach Anxi better, he also spent some money in exchange for credits to learn to act as a showgirl.

Before I knew it, there were dozens of points left.

260 million, it seems that I have to exchange for recharge, otherwise 431 hours, it will only be seventeen or eight days.

Just wait for the [-] points for completing the mission to come to the rescue.

Now Qian Chen is very fortunate to have a task to take, although the difficulty is generally not small, it will take a lot of effort to complete.

The punishment is still a bit rough.

It's not good to pay attention to what you are playing, but you are actually playing with the idea of ​​our family's appearance.

"Kuuuu~" There was a knock on the door.

It disturbed him and the director in Qian Chen's room.

Ye Xinwei looked at the door, began to roll the painting, put it back into the painting tube, and put it in the painting bag.

And Qian Chen went to open the door.

"You..." It was An Xi who was outside the door, she looked at Qian Chen, and then at the director in the room.

If she is a rotten woman.

It is estimated that he has been able to make up a plot of at least [-] words.

Fortunately, she is not, she is here to ask for a gift: "Where is my painting?"

It was no secret that Qian Chen painted for her.

Happy to be happy.

But not a surprise.

Today Qian Chen took the painting to frame, she also knew it.

She even knew when Qian Chen came back.

Just don't know what's going on.

Her painting - that's right, it was drawn by her, and if it was given to her, it would naturally be her painting - why on earth has it been more than ten minutes since I came back and still haven't given it to her.

It turned out to be cut off.

"I'll just take a look." Ye Xinwei stopped the movement of Tibetan paintings.

"Okay, the painting is finished, I'll give it to you." Qian Chen walked over and took the painting from Ye Xinwei.

Ye Xinwei reluctantly said, "Can you lend me this painting?"

"What?" Are all the old hooligans so undisguised now?
"Don't get me wrong!" Ye Xinwei hastily explained in his old age, "Isn't there a painting in the original work? We didn't shoot this part, so I wondered if we should retake it. This painting is a prop for the scene. .”

"The crew is about to disband." Qian Chen complained.

"Isn't this disbanded yet? It's all for the movie, An Qian, don't you mind?" Ye Xinwei stopped talking to Qian Chen.

Sure enough, Anxi immediately calmed down when she heard that it was going to be used for filming.

However, this painting was painted by Qian Chen.

Although it was given to her, it was up to Qian Chen whether he agreed to let it appear in the movie or not.

Therefore, the final decision rested in Qian Chen's hands.

"Okay, you can use it for a while, but you can't break it. This thing is more laborious than you think." Qian Chen still agreed.

In case the play is over.

The system calculates, 6.4 points.

The difference is only 0.1, not only did not earn [-] points, but it also had to be deducted.

That's heartbreaking.

I hope this painting can add some points.

"Draw it for me." Anxi never saw what the finished painting looked like.

Actually let others see it first.

"I told the crew to use it." Ye Xinwei was afraid that they would regret it.

"I'll take it with me when I'm filming." Sometimes Anxi is easy to talk, and sometimes she's not easy to lie.

"I still want to use this painting and the photos you took that day to make some posters for publicity. What do you think?"

Ye Xinwei pushed his limits.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 149 When Did You Lose Your Face (Subscribe Plus Update 512)

"It's Not Easy to Go Home During the Spring Festival" has a box office of 3800 million, which is lower than "Jian Yu Jiang Hu".

However, because the cost of this movie is only a few million.

The actual producer, Huaqi Film and Television, made a lot of money.

"Sword Rain Jianghu" cost 1400 million US dollars, and sold 600 million US dollars of overseas copyrights, which is a good start.

You only need to make another $800 million later.

According to the calculation of three times the box office, it is 400 million US dollars.

1.6 million box office.

However, now that even [-] million may not be reached, the two producers of this movie will inevitably lose money.

During the filming, there were all kinds of quarrels, and now I probably have to cry with my head in my arms.

No matter how good word of mouth is.

Qian Chen was also very helpless. The first movie made money, but it had nothing to do with him.

This second movie has at least fifty cents to do with him.

But he went straight to the street.

In this way, no matter how you calculate it, there is no way to show that he can afford the box office.

Heart congestion.

The relegation battle has a long way to go.

Still thinking about buying a small house, now that all the belongings are piled up in the car and in the attic of Zheng Chuanhe's house, that's not an option either.

Fortunately, he is determined.

This kind of thing that cannot be changed should be left behind quickly, and it cannot affect other work.

Therefore, he completed the painting "Xiaoqian" as scheduled.

"Sir, our store offers you free mounting. Can we take pictures and hang them in the window for publicity?" The manager of the calligraphy and painting mounting service agency asked with a straight face.

"No!" Qian Chen flatly refused.

It's not that he doesn't love money all of a sudden, it's that this guy is bullying too much.

If you really give me about one hundred and eighty thousand, I will agree to you.

What the hell is free framing.

General mounting can be done for tens of dollars.

Even if I use good materials and scrolls for collection-level mounting, I don't need 3000 yuan.

You want to take advantage of me for only 3000 yuan.

I bother.

Do you really not recognize me, or are you pretending to be confused.

The manager of the Calligraphy and Painting Frame Service Agency felt resentful, and knew that it was impossible for him to beat Qian Chen.

Of course he knew Qian Chen.

As the leading male lead in a movie that is currently being screened, Qian Chen only wore brown glasses, and he didn't put on too much effort to disguise at all.

Moreover, he also knew that Qian Chen's painting was Anxi.

This should be a still.

The manager of the calligraphy and painting mounting service agency called the master to work on site, and did not dare to do anything tricky.

The master has some knowledge.

While working carefully, he asked, "Which one of you invited to do this painting? Who is Changyang Layman? Not many people are willing to do ink and color on silk now."

"Yeah, it's quite hard to draw." Qian Chen perfunctory.

"It's worth cherishing..." From the beginning to the end, I was talking and praising, and the work was also a little more delicate.

Not long after Qian Chen waited on the spot, he got the painting.

He can frame it himself, but he is not as professional as others, and his mounting skills are better than his.

Bringing the painting back, Ye Xinwei was already waiting.

"let me see."

"It's not for you, what are you looking at?" Qian Chen was completely speechless to the director.

Could it be that our family still hides everything?

"You drew this on the production team, so it should be considered as a work of the production team." Ye Xinwei unfolded the painting, and it immediately glowed differently.

"Lao Ye, when did you lose your face?"

Qian Chen stopped calling Uncle Ye.

What a shame.

Your little friend, does Zhen Gongfu know that you have such a side?

"Oh, I'm just joking with you, this painting is for Anxi, I suddenly have an idea..."

How could Ye Xinwei do such a thing.

Just kidding.

"What do you think, hurry up, don't you have one last scene today, we'll break up after filming." Qian Chen said.

It's time for the system to announce the task results.

If you can't reach 6.5 points.

I don't know what kind of ugly I will become, and I will be punished with points.

Today is August 29th.

The countdown reads 431 hours, 44 minutes and 15 seconds.

He has 260 million in cash and 32 points.

The money for "Jianyu Jianghu" was given when it was released. Since I spent more than 100 million to buy credits last month, I only have this little money left.

More than 100 million points, recharge 100 million to maintain the countdown.

In order to teach Anxi better, he also spent some money in exchange for credits to learn to act as a showgirl.

Before I knew it, there were dozens of points left.

260 million, it seems that I have to exchange for recharge, otherwise 431 hours, it will only be seventeen or eight days.

Just wait for the [-] points for completing the mission to come to the rescue.

Now Qian Chen is very fortunate to have a task to take, although the difficulty is generally not small, it will take a lot of effort to complete.

The punishment is still a bit rough.

It's not good to pay attention to what you are playing, but you are actually playing with the idea of ​​our family's appearance.

"Kuuuu~" There was a knock on the door.

It disturbed him and the director in Qian Chen's room.

Ye Xinwei looked at the door, began to roll the painting, put it back into the painting tube, and put it in the painting bag.

And Qian Chen went to open the door.

"You..." It was An Xi who was outside the door, she looked at Qian Chen, and then at the director in the room.

If she is a rotten woman.

It is estimated that he has been able to make up a plot of at least [-] words.

Fortunately, she is not, she is here to ask for a gift: "Where is my painting?"

It was no secret that Qian Chen painted for her.

Happy to be happy.

But not a surprise.

Today Qian Chen took the painting to frame, she also knew it.

She even knew when Qian Chen came back.

Just don't know what's going on.

Her painting - that's right, it was drawn by her, and if it was given to her, it would naturally be her painting - why on earth has it been more than ten minutes since I came back and still haven't given it to her.

It turned out to be cut off.

"I'll just take a look." Ye Xinwei stopped the movement of Tibetan paintings.

"Okay, the painting is finished, I'll give it to you." Qian Chen walked over and took the painting from Ye Xinwei.

Ye Xinwei reluctantly said, "Can you lend me this painting?"

"What?" Are all the old hooligans so undisguised now?
"Don't get me wrong!" Ye Xinwei hastily explained in his old age, "Isn't there a painting in the original work? We didn't shoot this part, so I wondered if we should retake it. This painting is a prop for the scene. .”

"The crew is about to disband." Qian Chen complained.

"Isn't this disbanded yet? It's all for the movie, An Qian, don't you mind?" Ye Xinwei stopped talking to Qian Chen.

Sure enough, Anxi immediately calmed down when she heard that it was going to be used for filming.

However, this painting was painted by Qian Chen.

Although it was given to her, it was up to Qian Chen whether he agreed to let it appear in the movie or not.

Therefore, the final decision rested in Qian Chen's hands.

"Okay, you can use it for a while, but you can't break it. This thing is more laborious than you think." Qian Chen still agreed.

In case the play is over.

The system calculates, 6.4 points.

The difference is only 0.1, not only did not earn [-] points, but it also had to be deducted.

That's heartbreaking.

I hope this painting can add some points.

"Draw it for me." Anxi never saw what the finished painting looked like.

Actually let others see it first.

"I told the crew to use it." Ye Xinwei was afraid that they would regret it.

"I'll take it with me when I'm filming." Sometimes Anxi is easy to talk, and sometimes she's not easy to lie.

"I still want to use this painting and the photos you took that day to make some posters for publicity. What do you think?"

Ye Xinwei pushed his limits.

(End of this chapter)